"Yes." The butler immediately took out a jewelry box and handed it over.
Claire Lowell stared at the jewelry box with some displeasure, knowing the jewelry in the box was originally intended for her.
However, she didn’t say anything.
Raina North refused to take it; she coldly looked at Ragnar Raines, her expression extremely unpleasant.
Actually, she understood that since the victim’s family no longer wished to pursue the matter, she, as an outsider, shouldn’t hold on to it, and it was best to pretend she didn’t know about it.
However, she couldn’t do it; her heart felt like it was burning with a fire.
That was sixteen lives; how could it be settled just for some money and compensation.
However, Raina saw the reality; this is the world of ordinary people.
The deceased are gone; the living must find a way to continue to live. You can’t lose everyone after losing a few.
Especially Ragnar’s way of handling it and the compensation, which were quite generous for those living in The Umbral Zone.
The folks of The Umbral Zone are fierce, the legal system incomplete, and such incidents are actually quite common.
Even when she returned to The Umbral Zone from Azuria, she encountered the Third Elder, who went to wipe out an entire family because White picked up a Soul Chasing Order.
However, the difference is that the eldest of The Willows Family is from A Martial Family, which abides by the rules of this circle, so there’s no place for complaints.
But, tonight’s incident is different; those injured and deceased were ordinary people.
According to the convention in The Umbral Zone, they must never harm ordinary people.
No matter how indignant Raina is, she knows it’s useless.
The family that received sufficient compensation won’t cause any trouble anymore, and the lives of the deceased have been bought off.
This is The Umbral Zone.
Here, many things can be considered savage, bloody, and brutal, filled everywhere with bloodshed.
The butler seemed oblivious to Raina’s anger, placing the jewelry box aside respectfully: "You can appreciate it later."
Ragnar Raines smiled warmly, then said, "Alright. The compensation is in place; the night market’s matter is settled. Now, we need to talk about you kidnapping the young miss of The Dark Tower! You must give us an explanation for this!"
As his voice fell, Ragnar’s expression suddenly turned dark and fierce, a stark contrast to the kind and gentle elder he was moments ago.
The guards behind him stood out without hesitation, surrounding Raina North.
Elias Hawthorne unhesitatingly stepped in front of Raina North, protecting her tightly.
The guards, seeing this, slowed down their actions, not daring to confront Elias Hawthorne recklessly.
Claire Lowell saw this, a flash of hatred in her eyes.
Ragnar Raines’ face was dark as water: "Master, what do you mean by this? Are you protecting an outsider who hurt our young miss?"
Elias Hawthorne’s voice was icy: "She is not an outsider but my wife."
"Wife?" Claire, who had intended to remain silent and let Ragnar speak for her, was riled by the word ’wife,’ uncontrollably letting out a high-pitched and sharp shout.
She looked at Elias Hawthorne incredulously, as if seeing a heartless and unfaithful man, yet held on to the last shred of hope out of her unwillingness in her heart: "Nameless, you’re lying to me. You didn’t marry her, did you?" The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩
"No, I married her." Elias Hawthorne’s voice was flat, leaving no room for doubt: "Raina and I got married a long time ago."